The Rain is falling and Calling The Heart of Mine is Thine The Cuckoo calling The Rain is Falling The Flowers playing Hide and seek The parakeets dancing at Wastoorwan peak My Heart meeting your HeartThe downpour crossing the HeatThe nimbus is falling And callingSilence is the language of LoveAnd only good time is Now

Born like otherI also have Motheri am teacheri am teachersome call me call teacherSome call me cheaterDo u know I also am sweeter....Some call me weirdBut to make your son besti always triedTo imped evilsfrom the side of devils....I saved your sibling from wasteI am the Teacher I never HasteI never Fuss what money I getI give u my life and U BET !!!I nourish your son When you yourself shun...Still you treat me like a best !!!!You Slaughter my Heart and Cook your feast !!Still never mindI AM TEACHERI AM PREACHER....

The snow puffs on the lonely trees of my yard... Zephyr falling on the rheumy ground,,, My Heart beating With no sound!!!!! My Heart beating with no sound!!!!! Moist ground intimate With moist eyes :::The Parakeets holdback Spring to come, The peak of KHARABALL, All Milky with fresh snowOnce Sunshine Gnaw... Looking above the minerates of my Masjid,,, I saw your image Waiting for me... Let us again we should be weAs we are weAs we are we